Chapter 3

Jo's POV

How could Kendall do that to me? How could Camille do that to me? My best friend, and my boyfriend. This sucks. I've been back for 20 minutes, and I'm already miserable about something that happened while I was gone! Since I was still here, miserable or not, I ran up to my room, trying to avoid anyone who might recognize me. When I got there, my Dad answered the door, we hugged, and I went in. I dropped my stuff in my room, and went to talk to my Dad.

"Hey, it's great to be here, but I have to ask, do you know anything about Kendall and Camille?" I said in a hurry.

"Honey, does it seem like I follow the drama around here?"

"True. I want to get my facts straight before I see Kendall, so I'm going to go find Camille."

"Have fun." He whisked me away along with my dramatic Kendall crazed soul. Not the best reunion, but I've got a better one coming.

'Knock knock knock.' I was anxious to find Camille. She opened the door, and we hugged as if it had been a lifetime since I saw her last.

"How are you? Why are you here?"

"Bear with me here. I'm great, I think, and I'm here because the movies are done. Canceled."

"That's great! Well, not for you, but-"

"No, it is, or was. I get to see Kendall. But I wanted to talk to you first."

"Why?"

I took a deep breath and said, "I heard some girls talking in the lobby. About Kendall. And you."

Camille clearly not happy about me hearing that her eyes widened and became frustrated, and you could almost see her groan inside.

"What's wrong? Is it true? Please tell me that it's a silly rumor. Were you doing anything with Kendall?"

It was Camille's turn to take a deep breath. "Yes, but it-"

"I knew it! How could you do that to me? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU?"

I stomped out of the room, into the hall, how could Camille do this? Camille was my best friend, and I loved Kendall. Why does it all have to be ruined? Why did I ever leave? I've regretted it since I stepped on that plane, wanting dearly to come back, and now, everything I've lived for is ruined. Why? I slid down the wall and buried by head in my hands. I gave up. If I couldn't have Kendall, then I didn't want to be here. Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming from one end of the hall. Great. I immediately decided that I wasn't going to talk to them. I had decided on that, until I heard their voice, that voice that infuriated me and made me happier than anything you could imagine at the same time. It was Kendall.